The Deception of “Regrets”

The heaviness almost felt unbearable. My spirit and flesh felt as though they were the recipients of a hammer landing with full force upon them. At the same time, the video of regrets vividly played in my mind-repeatedly.

Evil had found a window of opportunity to attempt it’s force of destruction upon me.

Almost a year ago, I fell into a brief period of darkness. Most likely, it resulted from years of experiencing various traumas. Their effects laid deep in the surface of my mind. Throughout the years, the efforts of my brain to heal were pushed back by my desire to push forward; to survive.

But now, a space opened up that allowed for healing. And, unbeknownst to me, the memories burrowed deep began to trickle out.

The wounds resurfaced; some I wasn’t even aware I had.

As I tried to acknowledge the pain of the past, regret washed over me. With each pounding, a different regret identified itself.

But Satan didn’t have the last laugh.

The voice inside, the one given to me by my Creator and Victor, confronted the lie:

I am forgiven.

I am redeemed.

I am loved.

“I’m absolutely convinced that nothing—nothingliving or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God’s love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us.”

Regret has no power. It flees at the sound of the name of the one who defeated it: Jesus.

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This is powerful, Stephanie! “Regret has no power” It “flees at the name of Jesus, who defeated it” I love that! We just need to give it all to Him! Not sure why I need to be reminded of that! Thanks for sharing so honestly! Cindy Wilkins from the #fmf Facebook page